I held up a hand to cut off her sentence. We were only about twelve years apart which wasn’t a huge enough difference to be a problem. At least for an evening of fun, which is all that was on the table.
Courtney was looking at me intently now, curiosity clear in her eyes. The cabin was bathed in quiet, any sound muffled by the heavy snow outside. The wine had warmth buzzing in my veins and the possibilities that lie ahead of us were endless.
We could sit here and drink wine until we went to sleep separately or—we could give into the chemistry that sizzled between us like a live wire. I knew my choice and held my breath while I watched Courtney consider the options. Her expressionshifted from curious to heated and I had my answer. The rebellious side of Courtney was ready to come out and play. And I couldn’t wait to see what her next move would be.
CHAPTER 6
Courtney
This evening was turningout like nothing I’d planned. What started as a desperate need to escape my childhood home had become a snowed in fantasy with a gorgeous man.
It blew my mind that he didn’t see himself as hot because I couldn’t look at him without thinking all manner of dirty thoughts. While I was sure this was the worst ideas in a long line of bad ideas I’ve had in my life, I couldn’t bring myself to resist.
It had been way too long since I’d had fun so why not tonight? I’d been so wrapped up in my own head about this wedding and seeing my ex again that I hadn’t even considered that I’d meet someone.
My plan had been to attend, get it over with, then go about my life. The universe apparently had other plans as it placed this sweet, handsome man in my path.
Why not spend one night of indulgence without strings. We’d clearly go our own ways after. I didn’t even know where he lived, which was fine with me. After this weekend, I’d never see him again.
But tonight—tonight I wanted to see all of him.
I shifted closer and closed the gap between us. His eyes flared with excitement as he realized my intention. He opened his arms to allow me to lean into him, erasing all the space between our bodies until mine was flush against his.
Our mouths hovered close together and I felt his breath ghost against my lips. The anticipation thrummed in my veins. When was the last time that I looked so forward to a kiss?
But with Jordy it felt as if I was a teenager again, clinging helplessness to every moment just before our lips touched. Savoring the moments where we were just at the precipice of more but hadn’t yet crossed the threshold.
It was as if we were both holding back just slightly, enjoying the moments of anticipating the thrill before we fell fully into the moment. Jordy placed a hand on my cheek, anchoring me in place. Not that I wanted to go anywhere but towards this attentive man.
He claimed my lips in a kiss that shook me to my toes. I hadn’t been sure what to expect but he kissed with a confidence that thrilled me. His mouth claimed mine in a searing kiss that had my pulse racing.
His fingers tangled in my hair and I leaned into the touch, craving more. The wind whistled outside the window, icy pellets of snow hitting the panes, but inside we were burning up in a fire of our own creation.
Jordy nudged me down on the sofa until his strong body covered mine. I reveled in the feel of him over me, all strength and power. The sensations were nearly overwhelming and the realization that we had the entire night ahead of us had me buzzing with need.
There was something about Jordy that was different from other men I’d known. He had this unusual mix of kindness and confidence that made my pulse soar.
He nuzzled my neck with his lips. “What do you want?”
The question surprised me. I wasn’t used to my partners being so interested in my experience. I found I didn’t have an answer beyond wanting him—wanting to chase this feeling of being close. My skin burned with the need to have his hands on me.
“You.”
I felt his smile against my skin. He shifted his position so that I could feel his denim-clad arousal at my core. “You can have as much of me as you want. I just need to know how far you want this to go.”
“If we’re doing this, I want it all.”
He groaned at my response and ground his arousal more firmly until I was squirming with need. Somehow this felt like a first time all over again. Jordy surprised me at every turn.
He sat back on his knees, using the position to strip off his shirt and treat me to a view of the gorgeous planes of his sculpted chest. I ran a hand from his collarbone to his six pack abs, marveling at the perfect specimen of masculinity. He tipped his head back to expose the column of his neck as I continued my exploration of his body.
Jordy leaned down to capture my mouth in another searing kiss before encouraging me to sit up so he could pull off my sweater. His eyes roamed over me and left a searing hunger in their wake. He reached behind me to expertly unclasp my bra with a single flick of his fingers. How was that so sexy?
He rested his hand on my waist, just above the button on my jeans. His eyes searched mine as if confirming my consent, which was sexy as hell. Jordy was so engaged in this moment and attentive to me that it almost felt like too much. For the first time in my life, I felt truly seen.
I shivered and he grinned at my reaction. He undid my jeans and sat back further to pull them off, along with my panties. Hetossed them over the back of the couch and I was fully naked for him.
The fact that he was still partially clothed only amped up my desire. I wriggled impatiently, waiting for his next move. I was usually more assertive in bed but something about Jordy’s thoughtful seduction had me curious for his next move.
